Rooms
Chapter 1
I definitely do not own Doctor Who how hard I wish to. This will definitely be a long fanfiction, but I'm thinking of cutting it down to only covering my favorirtes.
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It was one of the lazy days when Amy and Rory wanted a break from all the space chickens and Daleks.
River had called the Doctor and insisted he pick her up from Stormcage. The Doctor sat in his swing under the TARDIS console.
"Doctooooooor!" Amy whined.
"What?! I am trying to fix the faulty Chameleon Circuit!" he replied.
"NO! Why the HELL would you ever do that!? I thought you loved the police box!" River protested.
"Fine, the police box can stay. But I still have alot of work to do! Go do something. The TARDIS has a load of rooms, go explore."
The three walked down one of the many TARDIS hallways. They picked the one with their rooms, since all the other rooms looked as though they haven't been opened in years.
They came to a door labeled "Sarah Jane". They walked in the room, which looked as though Sarah had been there that morning. There was a bed in the middle of the room, with a very, very long scarf neatly folded on top of the bed. On the wall there were pictures of a young woman with curly dark hair all over space and time. There were pictures with mummies, an old man in a cape, other pictures with a man with curly dark hair and that scarf on the bed, and even ( no, could it be?) the Loch Ness monster. A picture on the nightstand showed Sarah Jane, that scarf man, and a robot dog eating jelly babies in a bright yellow car.
"River, did the Doctor ever say anything about Sarah?" Rory asked.
"No, never."
"But he tells you everything." Amy said
"Not the things that break his hearts into fours."
The picture of Sarah and the scarf man had what looked like tears on it.
Amy picked up a diary and aloud from an entry.
"The Doctor and I went to Clom today. K-9 even came to day instead of staying locked up in the TARDIS. It was quite a relaxing planet, so K-9 wouldn't have to run, well roll, quickly. He spent an hour picking out different flavors of jelly babies. This regeneration loves them just so much! The only things he love more than jelly babies are that scarf of his and the TARDIS.
There is something I've ben wondering about for quite awhile. The Doctor must have travelled with other people before I came along, but he never talks about any of them. I've been meaning to ask him about someone K-9 accidentally let slip. The Doctor ran out of jelly babies the other day and was just so sad. K-9 said he had never seen him so sad except when he spoke about Susan. I have never heard him speak about her at all."
Next chapter most likely very soon. I feel a writing kick coming on!